sweetie, oh sweetie, skin thin like dead leaves
don’t you know better than to do this to yourself?
my dearest sweetie, eyes black as coffee
and sharp like the envy that’s causing you hell

poor precious sweetie, you’re driving me crazy
I feel your stares burn like fire on ice
devil incarnate, falsest of prophets
you have your fill of me then take over my life

sweetie, oh sweetie, your mind’s turned to minefields
you say I’m torture, but you point at yourself
sweetie, oh sweetie, why do you hate me?
is what you want worth the blood on your knees?

oh, is what you got worth my skin in your teeth?
© fragilemenace